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Monday, March 28, 2011 ![]() Heavily humpbacked, crooked teeth, short curls. She had bad breath sometimes. You had to repeat yourself because she couldn't always hear you. One time, I hooked her bra for her because she couldn't reach her back. "Thanks Lucy." She called me a different name every time. I saw her without fail every Saturday. She'd be all smiles and say, "Hey I'm here again today!" Like it was a gift to be here. The highlight of her week. Last week I decided not to go. Last week she said to an aunt, "Ho ho, you see me here, today my last time here." Friday night she was watching TV, gave a little cough, drifted off to sleep Sleep for eternity. I could've been done something. Would I have smiled? Or ladled her soup? Or sat next to her? I dont know. I didnt know. Who could predict? Now she's in the dirt and it feels weird I'd never see her again What'd you give for eternity? Will nobody remember except for friends and family? But really. What is there to remember? .................... 难道人生草草就如此
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